I've begun my sixth year of barhopping.

As of the end of February, I've begun my sixth year of barhopping.

Last year bars were getting so scarce, that I couldn't hunt down my weekly "five new bars a week" quota, and I was lucky if I could hit up 1-3 a week by the end.

This year may be the year that I finish it out.

I've radically lowered my expectations, and I'm just trying to go to the bars I know I haven't been to, now, even if it's just 1-2 a week.  Although I'm still keeping track in my barlog if I hit my "5 new bars a week" quota, I'm not honestly trying to follow that anymore, since it's just too hard.

I'm surprised by how much time I have on my hands, too, to read or lollygag or just do whatever; I don't think I quite realized how much time I was spending going to 10 new bars a week and then 5.

It's like I'm turning a new page in life.  I had forgotten what a non-barhopping life was like.